Sun Mote Copse Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society…

She set down her foot and looked past him again, watching as Bushtit began twitching in his sleep. Towhee padded over to him, hovering over his bassinet and staring. Was he having a good dream? Or a bad one? She couldn’t resist bending to nose the top of his head, offering a soothing lick that made him go still.

Glancing over at Rhonen, she said, -“Think I’m gonna lie down with him. You’re welcome to stay, though don’t let us keep you if you have other things to do. You can come by anytime, especially if you want more babysitting gigs.”-